Today's Shura field is also very lively

The man sitting on the chair crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, his expression was indifferent, his breath was calm, and he raised his eyes quietly to look at a young man who had beaten up on the hospital bed.

Chen Qi leaned against the head of the hospital bed with his back straight. He secretly glanced at the man sitting on the chair from the corner of his eye. After hesitating for a while, he struggled softly and said, "It's just an ordinary accident..."

Qin Shao's voice could not hear the joy and anger: "Do you have to break your leg like Yan Huan before you change your mouth?"

Chen Qi was a little nervous, his fingers unconsciously grabbed the white sheet on the hospital bed, and after a long silence, he murmured softly: "I know I was wrong..."

Qin Heng looked at the young man on the hospital bed with a slightly trembling voice, frowned, and subconsciously looked at Qin Shao with some disapproval.

Qin Shao still said coldly: "What's wrong?"

Chen Qi grasped the white sheet tightly, lowered his head, kept trembling his eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't lie."

Qin Shao's face softened a little, but he still said with a little indifference: "What else?"

Chen Qi racked his brains and thought for a long time, before raising his head and stuttering, he said, "No, no."

He was obviously a little afraid that the man in front of him would continue to be angry, so he racked his brains to think hard, but the man in front of him frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with his answer.

Chen Qi raised his head at a loss, and looked at Qin Shao cautiously.

Qin Shao's face was still indifferent, but his heart softened.

The young man in front of him seemed like a little skylark that had made a mistake, timidly stretched out its furry wings, and carefully rubbed against his palm.

The fluffy little wings seem to have rolled over the clouds of the sun, and the warm fluff makes one's heart soften.

Qin Shao moved his fingertips, and he said lightly: "It's not wrong to hide everything from us?"

Chen Qi lowered his eyes slightly, and loosened his fingers holding the quilt.

Looking at the appearance of the young man in front of him, Qin Shao seemed to sigh very slightly, as if helpless, he stretched out his hand and gently brushed aside the young man's hair, staring at the gauze and said softly: "What is Zhou Lu? stuff?"

"Also worthy of comparison with you?"

Chen Qi was a little stunned, as if he didn't expect Qin Shao to know so clearly.

Qin Shao looked at the young man's dazed expression, lightly touched the piece of gauze with his fingertips, and said in a soft voice: "Next time we encounter such a thing."

"There is the Qin family behind you."

"understand?"

Chen Qi stared blankly at the man in front of him, and finally nodded with slightly red eyes.

Qin Heng sensed that something was wrong, he was silent for a while, then turned his head and said, "Brother, what happened?"

Chen Qi shook his head pleadingly at Qin Shao with very subtle movements, looked at Qin Shao nervously, and begged the man opposite him not to tell Qin Heng about the matter.

Qin Heng's eyes darkened, and a complex emotion surged up from the bottom of his heart. He lowered his eyes, leaned on the chair on the hospital bed, and felt a little astringent in his heart.

He raised his hand to stroke his hair, put his hand on the side of his neck, smiled quietly, lowered his head and said softly: "Forget it."

He should have known earlier, from the beginning to the end, Chen Qi only had his elder brother Qin Shao in his heart.

The young man in front of him has always relied on and admired only Qin Shao.

He Qin Heng is nothing.

No matter how he was buried in the young man's arms, no matter how hoarsely he let the young man look at him, the young man only had Qin Shao in his eyes.

Qin Heng only felt that the teeth in his mouth were pulling the nerves to radiate pain. He raised his head slightly and looked at Chen Xi on the hospital bed.

The young man in front of him had gently touched his cheek with his fingertips, worrying carefully whether he would hurt or not. In the early morning when it was raining heavily, he came to him with damp moisture and bent down to wrap his arms around him.

Patting him on the back over and over again, and gently saying to him over and over again: "It will be fine."

In that dim and dark room, the damp water vapor seemed to soak the warm skin, and the bleak and muddled emotions were transpiring. The young man hugged him and dragged him out of the abyss that devoured himself over and over again.

But the person in front of him is not his.

He, Qin Heng, is not even qualified to know what happened to the person in front of him.

Qin Heng looked at Qin Shao in front of him and gently stroked the young man's hair, feeling the pain of regret for the first time in his life.

If he hadn't brought Chen Qi to Qin Shao on a whim, Chen Qi might have regarded Qin Shao as an unattainable object of admiration for a long time.

Chen Qi tilted his head slightly, saw the emotion in Qin Heng's eyes, and knew that Qin Heng no longer treats him casually as a dispensable prey.

Qin Heng can't help but put too much affection on his "prey", even though he subconsciously feels that he is hunting the prey he is interested in.

But there is no doubt that he has indulged in this game and walked into it step by step.

Chen Qi smiled softly at Qin Heng who was sitting on the hospital bed: "Senior, it's nothing, it's all over."

Qin Shao sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that the young man in front of him didn't want to worry too many people.

It seems to be a habit that Chen Qi has formed in Chen Qi's long years to hide it if he can.

Perhaps it was because Chen Qi lost his parents prematurely since he was a child, so he gradually got used to not causing trouble to others, and was used to bear it silently by himself.

Qin Shao caught a glimpse of Qin Heng sitting on the chair with a restrained smile from the corner of his eye, and was surprised.

He knows what kind of person Qin Heng is.

Because the ability to perceive emotions is too low, in normal life, Qin Heng seldom shows his emotions, and only a few times when he was young, Qin Heng would have emotional outbursts.

But a very few times, it was enough to scare the Qin family enough. It is no exaggeration to say that Qin Heng, who was emotionally outburst, was completely in a daze.

He turned his head to look at Qin Heng, and said lightly: "You go back with me, and come to visit Chen Qi tomorrow."

Qin Heng looked up at Chen Qi, smiled and said, "Senior will come to see you tomorrow."

"Make soup for you to drink."

Chen Qi also bent his eyes and nodded in cooperation, "Okay, I'll wait for the senior."

Qin Shao stood up and said softly to Chen Qi, "Have a good rest."

Chen Qi nodded obediently, looking at Qin Shao with bright eyes.

Qin Shao laughed a little, and couldn't help but rubbed the young man's soft black hair again.

Qin Heng, who was lazily leaning on the door frame, took out the cigarette in his pocket, but held it in his hand without lighting it, and said with no emotion in his eyes, "Let's go, brother."

Sitting on the hospital bed, Chen Qi watched the two brothers of the Qin family walk out of the room side by side, lay down peacefully, pulled up the quilt and sighed: "System, I think I can fight hard in this life."

This life is going well.

Maybe a blind cat can meet a dead mouse and take down Qin Heng's cub in one fell swoop.

The system was silent for a while, then whispered: "I think... it's okay."

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In the back row of Qin Shao's car, Qin Heng put one hand on the car window, tilted his head to look out the window, held a cigarette in one hand, and showed no emotion on his face.

He looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and thought of his eldest brother Qin Shao who was looking at his elder brother Qin Shao with some slight pleadings just now.

Qin Heng's heart suddenly twitched, and it made his heart ache.

He lowered his head and took a breath of the cigarette, exhaled it slowly, and his elder brother's indifferent voice sounded in his ears.

"Yesterday wasn't a car accident..."

5 minute later.

Qin Heng suddenly stubbed out the cigarette, his throat tightened, and he couldn't believe that the young man who was sitting obediently on the bed just now encountered such a thing yesterday.

The young man sitting obediently on the hospital bed was normal except for his pale face, and he could still coax him and tell him that he could cook porridge for him.

When he smiled, his eyes were still calm and gentle.

But anyone who knows what happened yesterday, knows that there is no danger and no danger can no longer describe what Qin Shao said just now.

What's more, Chen Xi was not from the same world as them, he was just an ordinary college student.

Qin Heng's face was gloomy, Qin Shao looked at him and said calmly: "He didn't tell you, because he didn't want you to worry."

"If I didn't know these things on the way here, Chen Xi might not tell anyone."

Qin Shao said helplessly in his voice: "He is such a person."

So obedient and so quiet.

If he hadn't had a cold face just now, maybe Chen Qi was still thinking of struggling to get by.

Qin Heng's throat moved, and his voice was a little harsh: "Too stupid."

Not good at all.

But Qin Heng was so stupid that his heart was trembling, and he was a little annoyed. He wanted to make up his mind to tie the pale young man's hands on the head of the bed like last time, pretending to be cold, forcing the bewildered young man to fawn over nervously and clumsily. with him.

Because his hands were bound, the young man could only clumsily and greenly rub his cheeks against his hand again and again. He would make excessive demands with a cold face, asking step by step whether he would dare to do it next time, and the young man could only look at him with his eyes. Misty whimpered, and tremblingly said that he would never dare again next time.

Only then will he untie the young man, hold the young man in his arms, and coax him gently and tenderly.

Qin Heng looked out the window, raised his hand to stroke his hair, narrowed his eyes, his handsome face put away his cynicism which is rare, but with a hint of fierceness.

Chen Xi, he will definitely catch up.

This was the first time in Qin Heng's life that he had such a strong possessive desire, as if clamoring for him to chase that black-haired young man.

Then pamper and pamper him well, and try his best to make the young man see him as the only one, and rely on him physically and mentally.

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In Chen Qi's hospital bed, the dim light outside the window fell on the curtains in the evening, and the ward was so quiet that only the sound of the central air conditioner was heard.

In the huge ward, many new things have been arranged one after another when the young man fell asleep in the afternoon. Chen Xi leaned on the head of the hospital bed and looked around the ward.

There are several oil paintings on the decorative wooden cabinets in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the ward, all of which are in his favorite style. The delicate bookshelves used to pass the time are full of art books and painting albums.

The soft sofa is covered with a white carpet, and there are some small decorations or pendants on the coffee table and around the ward.

They are all small decorations and small pendants that Chen Qi likes art very much.

The whole ward seems to have been designed with great care and is full of inspiration.

Most importantly, Chen Qi stared blankly at the exquisite easel in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and all kinds of painting utensils and paints.

Under the gentle sunlight at dusk, those paints and paints seem to be shining with some kind of light, whispering and bewitching something.

Like a pile of shiny treasures, it is as mysterious and alluring as a dragon with eyes as big as lanterns.

Chen Qi moved his fingertips, staring at the paints and utensils in a daze, without moving.

After a while, he hesitantly lifted the quilt, and cautiously moved slowly towards the place where the easel and painting utensils were placed.

He walked slowly to that place, and as soon as his eyes fell, Chen Qi was even more eager. The table was full of various paints, neatly arranged.

Among them, the white paint is as gentle as a lover's affectionate gaze.

Chen Qi swallowed, his feet seemed stuck in place, unable to move, he could only stare greedily at the paint in front of him.

Just draw it.

click down.

Silently hypnotizing himself, Chen Qi excitedly rolled up the sleeves of his hospital gown, touched the delicate drawing paper, his eyes lit up, as bright as two small light bulbs, and picked up the brush uncontrollably.

Two hours later, when Chen Qi held the paintbrush between his fingers and reached out to touch the paint, he found that the specially placed paint box had bottomed out. bottomed out.

The paint box was something Chen Xi had never seen before, and it seemed to be specially made.

Chen Qi hesitated for a moment, stood up and looked through the paint boxes, picked up a few paint boxes, and found that the weight was not right.

He opened the lids of a row of paint boxes, and found that there was only half of the paint in that row of paint boxes, as if they had been dug out in half, and the amount left was very well controlled, basically only allowing him to Draw for a while.

Over time, the paint bottoms out.

At the beginning, Chen Qi thought that the amount of paint in the paint box was fixed, but when he picked it up, he could find obvious scoop marks on the surface of the paint.

Chen Qi was dumbfounded, he gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at his unfinished painting, a feeling of scratching his lungs suddenly came to his mind.

At this time, the nurse walked into the ward, separated a distance from him, and said softly to him cautiously: "Mr. Chen, it's time for you to eat."

Chen Qi exudes an air of not wanting to eat, and sits on the seat with his lips pursed, staring at the easel but refuses to move.

The nurse was a little helpless, so she could only close the door of the ward secretly, and walked towards another ward.

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In Yan Huan's ward.

The wastebasket in the ward contained a pile of crumpled paper balls, all of which were scribbled layout designs of small objects in the room, with many scattered drawings.

The man on the hospital bed leaned against the head of the hospital bed, and the small table on the hospital bed was pulled away.

The bed table was covered with paint boxes and a certain brand of paint that had not been opened, piled up in a mess.

The man concentrated on digging a certain brand of paint with a small shovel, strictly controlled the weight of the paint, and carefully put the paint on the shovel into the paint box.

The back of his scarred hand was stained with colorful paint, but he only paid close attention to the paint box in his hand.

Every time a box is installed, the man has to lift the paint box, squint his eyes to the light, and vaguely see that the position of the paint that has passed through the light is almost in the box, so he puts it down with satisfaction, and changes to another box of paint to continue digging. with.

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